“that’s alright,” you replied, voice measured despite its quiet rumble. “let me love you, anyway.”
he noticed the way your fingers twitched by your sides—an aborted need to pull him close—and he wondered: where do you find the fortitude to be gentle with him?
did you know how he felt at that moment? did you know what he felt when he cut himself open and was honest with the ugliness that muddles his heart, expecting your rejection, only to be met with your kindness as vast as the seas? did you know what you have done?
you fed a starving dog.
you stuffed him with tenderness until his fangs have dulled. you showed him a collar and asked if it was okay to leash him.
of course. claim me. please. i’m yours.
he stepped up into your space. “i won’t let you go.”
characters who are oriented towards survival and self-preservation often look to other characters who are in more stable positions socially (and are similarly interpreted by some readers) as being exclusively self-interested. which is, i suppose, not a completely inaccurate interpretation. prioritizing one's survival is a type of self-interest. but it is self-interest that comes from a place of not wanting to, you know. die.
I'm not ready to shut up about Aveline and Carver--so, when you go see Aveline in Act 1, you can catch up with her a little bit and that's where this conversation can happen:
Aveline: "It's just one more change, though. The real end for me was Ostagar. What about you, Carver? You were there. Do you feel something similar?"
Carver: No.
Aveline: All right, then. Bit of a tit, your brother.
I wanted to see what she would say if Carver isn't in the party. Instead, she says this:
Aveline: Carver was there. I imagine he feels something similar. If he allows it.
I need them to sit on a beach together and Owen falls asleep and Curt buries him in the sand and just leaves him there to suffocate and then forgets where he buried him, so Owen is buried under sand for an hour as Curt desperately tries to dig him up
Something about Hua Cheng's expression here is killing me--I know this is supposed to be a delicate moment of reassurance but the pure hater energy radiating off of him is just immaculate
People are still hating on Izuku because he couldn't save Shigaraki huh? Like again how was Izuku suppose save him? What could a teenage boy possibly have done to save a manic villain?
Baby Reindeer on Netflix is the best depiction I’ve seen of healing through sexual trauma I’ve seen in a piece of media. It’s really uncomfortable but so realistic I feel like I’m not crazy